Letra de Silhouette: In White Rooms: Vacant Bodies
The light of the sun - is so cold down here My dirty desert tongue - licking like dogs forever Open wounds never heal - for a slave in its flesh The scent of joy we feel - A naked soul crushedIt's all empty - it's all white It's all empty - empty as the skySilence & happiness in one - but way too many insects You, yours and all of them - you are all like rats Crawl into the light cold - celebrate your new skin Dead and clean to the wound - An escapee of all sins